I went out to the hazel wood Because a fire was in my head But something rustled on the floor And someone called me by her name It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossom in her hair Who called me by my name and ran through the air Though I am old with wandering through hollow lands I will find out where she has gone And kiss her lips and take her hands And walk among long dappled grass (and pluck till time and times are done) The silver apples of the moon The golden apples of the sun I will find out where she has gone [?] shinning girl Beyond the twilight should I go 'Cause nothing matters without her Come to me, my [?] And who's alive to say to me? Where is my faerie queen? Do you know where she is? Though I am old with wandering through hilly lands I will find out where she has gone And kiss her lips and take her hands And walk among long dappled grass (and pluck till time and times are done) The silver apples of the moon The golden apples of the sun I will find out where she has gone